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back
and
forth
through
the
sea
of
angry
and
scared
voices
,
a
young
brave
well
groomed
handsome
warrior,
with
a
full
black
beard
and
medium
wiry
build,
stood
up
amidst
the
chaos
to
state
his
plan
to
his
leader.
His
name
was
Bazaid
Muhmmad
and
he
called
them
all
cowards
and
told
them
with
urgency
that
they
must
strike
the
Rajas
forces
immdietly
with
zero
tolerance.
Mirza
raised
his
hand
and
decided
Bazaid
was
correct
and
gave
him
command
of
his
armies
and
told
him
to
attack
the
Raja.
Within
hours
he
had
and
about
22
000
warriors
and
horsemen
set
out
the
launch
an
offensive
outside
Multan.
Bazaid.
Bazaird
was
the
best
warrior
in
Multan
and
was
unmatched
in
his
bravery
and
fighting.
He
led
his
army
and
they
crushed
the
rajas
forces.
He
was
a
spiritual
warrior
saint.
He
even
jumped
of
his
horse
in
middle
of
battle
to
make
salat.
His
fellows
admired
and
respected
Bazaid
for
his
religious
knowledge
and
for
his
courage.
He
believed
in
every
battle
that
is
was
hand
of
Allah
to
decide
victory
and
it
was
already
decreed.
He
was
just
also
at
the
end
of
the
battle
a
young
Rajput
boy
enemy
was
lying
on
the
ground
bleeding
from
the
neck
and
Bazaid
gave
him
some
water
and
helped
him
back
on
his
horse
and
told
him
to
go
back
where
he
came
from.
The
enemies
losses
were
5
times
that
of
Multans
losses,
It
was
a
tremendous
victory
with
such
little
manpower
against
such
huge
odds.
Allah
was
with
him.
Crowds
of
people
gathered
outside
the
city
walls
along
the
path
of
the
returning
soldiers.
The
people,
eager
for
a
glimpse
of
their
savior,
came
out
in
such
huge
numbers
that
soldiers
had
to
hold
them
back
with
their
spear
shafts.
The
jubilant
crowds
held
marigold
gar-
lands,
flowers,
and
bottles
of
rosewater
to
sprinkle
on
the
returning
fighters.
The
city
gates
were
covered
with
cloths
of
gold,
and
the
walls
were
decorated
with
velvet
and
brocade
curtains.
The
muslims
victory
of
Multan
sent
fear
to
any
rival
kingdoms
that
were
nearby
and
left
standing.
But
the
Head
Emperor
Shah
Jahan
Head
of
the
Moghul
Empire
was
relieved
because
he
ws
ready
to
send
his
reinforcements
from
Lahore
to
Multan
to
help
Mirza
the
ruler
of
Multan.
He
didn
t
need
to
do
this
because
of
Bazaids
victory.
This
had
been
a
battle
of
epic
proportions,
in
tur-
bulent
times.
It
further
strengthened
the
glorious
Moghul
dynasty
and
Shah
Jahans
rule
over
two
thirds
of
the
Indian
subcontinent.
Shah
Jahan
was
a
courageous,
ruthless,
and
supremely
confident
ruler,
a
descendent
of
the
legendary
Moghul
warriors
Genghis
Khan
and
Timur.
He
had
been
the
fifth
Moghul
emperor
to
inherit
an
empire
that
stretched
a
thousand
miles
across
India
with
all
its
wealth,
glory,
and
magnificence.
Important
backstory
Moghuls
History
of
Politics,
Violence
and
Intrigue:
Moghul
history
had
been
one
full
of
violent
battles,
brutality,
treachery,
and
dynastic
rivalries.
It
had
been
a
tale
of
overwhelming
passions,
emotions,
tragedy,
and
murder.
This
was
primarily
due
to
destroying
themselves
from
the
inside,
as
the
custom
of
the
Moghuls
were
for
the
born
sons
to
plot
against
each
other
and
kill
each
other
over
the
throne
of
the
kingdom.
As
war
men
say
May
the
best
man
win.
The
most
cunning
and
clever
and
violent
son
would
kill
his
other
brothers
and
even
their
own
fathers
and
take
over
the
throne
of
any
area
for
himself.
This
was
the
main
problem
with
the
rulers
during
their
history.
There
had
been
constant
battles
between
brothers
and
between
sons
and
fathers.
India
had
been
mother
to
many
highly
developed
civilizations
in
the
history
of
mankind,
dating
back
to
3000
BC.
The
legendary
ruler
had
Ashoka
established
a
vast
empire
that
stretched
from
the
Khyber
Pass
to
Assam
and
from
the
foothills
of
the
Himalayas
to
the
plains
of
Deccan.But
he
oppressed
and
ruled
people
by
collecting
taxes
on
everything.
After
his
death,
the
great
empire
slowly
was
breaking
and
was
divided
into
gangs
of
regional
kingdoms.
India
had
become
famous
for
its
wealth
of
jewels
and
spices.
It
was
the
only
source
of
diamonds
until
the
eighteenth
century.
This
is
why
it
had
been
the
target
of
invaders
through
its
history.
The
greek
armies
of
Alexander
invaded
and
crushed
the
Indian
Porus
army
in
326
bc
.
Then
the
turks
and
afghans
crushed
the
greeks
and
took
over
for
a
while
in
1000
ad.
After
this
Genghis
Khans
forces
established
their
home
there
and
then
left
and
went
back
to
his
homeland.
In
1398,
King
Timur
had
crossed
the
Indus
River
and
pillage
all
the
way
to
the
capital
of
the
Delhi
sultanate.
He
butchered
residents
and
burned
the
capital.
The
death
toll
was
on
a
scale
that
it
is
said
that
nothing
was
living
there
not
even
animals
or
birds
for
two
months.
Timur
spared
architects,
craftsmen.
He
collected
them
and
took
them
to
beautify
and
build
his
capital.
Moghuls
loved
architecture
and
gardens.
They
had
magnificent
buildings,
mosques
and
tombs,
and
lush
gardens.
Timur,
with
the
help
of
artisans
he
had
brought
with
him
from
conquests,
built
a
blue-domed
mausoleum
for
himself,
which
to
this
day
is
a
landmark
of
his
glorious
past.
Before
leaving
India,
Timur
established
a
new
kingdom,
the
Sayyids
dynasty.
Soon
after
with
the
belief
that
the
Sultanat
of
Delhi
had
belonged
to
Timur,
Babur,
a
great-great-grandson
of
Timur,
attacked
India
to
take
its
throne
for
himself.
Most
of
the
fighters
at
that
time
had
lineage
to
either
Genghis
Khan
or
Timur.
Timurs
great
great
grandson
was
both.
Behind
conquests
Moghul
emperors
always
had
the
backing
of
women.
In
his
early
years,
Babur
was
guided
by
his
Moghul
grandmother.
His
grandmother
told
her
grandson
to
start
a
a
civil
war
in
land
of
Samarqand.
Babur
attacked
and
captured
the
city.
Nomad
Moghul
tribes
took
back
the
city
shortly
and
seized
land
from
Babur.
Babur
felt
like
a
broken
man
and
went
back
to
his
old
home
where
his
own
brother
was
ruling.
He
became
awanderer
for
3
years
,
then
gained
strength
and
took
back
the
city
of
Samaraqand
from
the
Uzbeks.
He
lost
Samaraqand
again
a
year
later
to
rebels
and
when
he
was
a
homeless
king
devised
a
plan
and
ended
up
taking
over
Kabul
which
is
where
he
made
the
home
base
of
his
empire
.
Baburs
successors
also
controlled
Kabul
in
years
to
come.
Babur
is
credited
with
having
the
first
Islamic
autobiography
written
for
him
called
Babur
Namah,
which
was
written
with
poetic
prose
and
flowery
couplets
along
with
stories
of
glory.
He
became
bored
and
knew
his
own
army
would
kill
him
off
if
they
were
not
busy
so
he
raced
to
Hindustan
in
1519.
In
1525,
he
launched
his
attack
down
through
the
Khyber
Pass,
crossing
the
Indus
River
and
ended
up
with
his
forces
in
Paniput,
near
Delhi.
Babur
had
taken
cannons
and
musket
from
the
Turks,
which
gave
him
the
upper
hand
in
this
battle
against
Sultan
Ibrahim
of
Lodhi
Dynasty.
Baburs
forces
killed
all
of
Sultan
Ibrahims
men
and
the
Sultan
himself
within
hours.
After
taking
Delhi,
Babur
went
to
the
city
of
Agra.
He
was
crowned
the
ruler
of
Delhi
sultanate,
and
a
khutbah
was
read
in
his
name.
He
spent
the
last
years
of
his
life
halting
rebellions
against
Moghuls
and
fighting
neighboring
powers.
Baburs
death
was
the
result
of
his
sons
severe
illness.
He
asked
Allah
to
kill
him
instead
of
his
son
and
Allah
gave
the
illness
to
Babur
and
lifted
the
illness
off
his
own
son.
Babur
died
within
months.
After
his
father
Baburs
death,
Humayun
ascended
the
throne
of
Hindustan.
He
was
fortunate
to
have
inherited
one
of
the
most
magnificent
empires.
He
was
by
nature
benevolent,
an
kind,
so
he
did
not
have
the
mindset
to
rule
the
most
violent
dynasty
in
the
world.
He
was
superstitious
with
astrology.
It
affected
his
daily
life
and
how
he
ran
the
government.
He
became
a
drug
addict
and
was
smoking
opium
all
day
every
day
and
lost
respect
of
his
companions
and
did
not
even
have
strength
to
rule
.
His
addiction
and
neglect
of
responsibility
resulted
in
his
losing
Hindustan.
Sher
Shah,
who
had
taken
over
as
the
emperor
of
Hindustan,
ended
up
dying
in
1545
.
His
son,
Islam
Shah,
ruled
after
him
and
died
in
1554.
Now
many
were
fighting
for
the
throne
of
Hindustan.
This
was
a
golden
opportunity
that
Humayun,
the
homeless
and
broken
former
king
could
not
ignore.
He
organized
a
army
and,
along
with
his
young
son,
Akbar,
advanced
into
India
and
was
able
to
defeat
his
enemies
this
time.
He
retook
the
throne
of
India
after
fifteen
years.
He
was
on
the
roog
one
night
and
obsessed
with
astrology
still
and
addicted
in
a
trance
to
opium
he
was
in
his
observatory
looking
at
the
sky
for
venus
,
he
head
the
adhan
and
fell
and
cracked
his
head
open
and
died
.
Akbar
his
son
took
over
the
throne
but
was
still
just
a
boy.
His
fathers
enemies
plotted
against
and
raised
an
army
against
him
.
In
Paniput
the
battle
took
place.
Akbar
won
the
battle
became
the
third
great
ruler
of
the
Moghul
dynasty.
He
transformed
Moghul
rule
in
Hindustan
into
a
magnificent
and
stable
empire.
In
1567,
Akbar
laid
siege
to
Chitor,
a
longstanding
symbol
of
Rajput
power.
He
defeated
them.
The
women
of
the
Chitor
all
committed
suicide
knowing
that
Akbar
would
kill
them.
By
1570
Akbar
made
the
reaming
Rajput
knights
submit
in
the
surrounded
areas
and
took
over
Kashmir,
Bengal,
and
Gujrat.
These
lands
were
not
a
part
of
the
Moghuls.
He
then
reconciled
with
the
Rajput
Hindus
as
a
strategy
at
age
19
and
married
over
300
of
their
girls
as
wives
over
his
lifetime.
He
lost
the
respect
of
his
own
subjects
because
he
became
religiously
liberal
and
very
much
like
a
sufi.
The
fundamentalist
followers
of
islam
did
not
like
his
tolerance
for
other
religions
and
wanted
to
kill
him
off.
Problem
was
Akbar
had
so
many
wives
but
was
not
able
to
have
a
child.
There
was
no
heir
yet.
Akbars
mother
told
him
to
go
see
a
sufi
saint
named
Shaykh
Saleem
Chisthi
from
Sikri.
Akbar
saw
religions
as
united
and
not
as
a
dividing
force.
His
current
wife
was
a
hindu.
He
went
to
see
the
Shaykh
and
asked
him
if
his
wife
since
she
was
a
infidel
would
leave
him
childless
as
people
whispered
rumors
like
this
about
him
every
day
in
his
kingdom.
Shaykh
Saleem
Chisthi
said
there
are
many
ways
to
God
not
just
one,
and
this
had
no
bearing
on
her
having
a
child
as
God
is
most
merciful
to
all
religions.
He
told
him
he
would
have
two
sons
by
her
and
later
have
another
son
by
another
girl.
He
predicted
India
would
be
under
his
Heirs
control
for
generation
and
stay
intact
as
the
Moghul
Empire.
He
told
Shaykh
if
this
comes
to
pass
he
would
his
capital
from
Agra
to
Sikri
and
also
name
a
city
after
the
Shaykh.
The
shaykh
said
this
will
come
to
pass
but
his
future
sons
were
dark
evil
ones
who
would
hate
their
father
and
their
uncles
and
want
power
for
themselves
so
though
the
empire
would
be
propsperous
there
would
be
much
family
bloodshed
and
their
end
was
unclear.
Akbars
Rajput
wife,
Hirabai,
became
pregnant
and
had
a
healthy
son.
Akbar
named
him
Salim,
after
the
Sufi
saint
Sheikh
Salim,
who
had
predicted
his
birth.
He
had
two
other
sons,
Murad
and
Daniyal,
from
other
wives.
Akbar
transformed
Hindustan
into
a
great,
wealthy,
and
powerful
empire
of
one
hundred
million
ethnically
religiously
diverse
people.
His
treasuries
overflowed
with
jewels.
Of
all
the
Moghul
emperors,
he
proved
to
be
the
most
worthy
of
his
name,
The
Great.
His
oldest
son
Salim
was
very
violent
in
nature
and
loved
luxury
and
materialistic
things.
Salim
had
3
sons.
Khusru
his
first
son
was
born
to
Manbai,
daughter
of
the
Hindu
Raja
of
Amber
.
His
second
son,
Parvez,
was
born
to
a
Muslim.
His
third
son,
Khurum,
was
born
in
Lahore
on
January
5,
1592,
to
a
Hindu
princess,
Jodh
Bai
of
Mervar.
His
birth,
according
to
royal
astrology,
was
most
important.
This
child,would
later
on
become
the
future
Moghul
king,
Shah
Jahan.
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then
jumps
forward
tot
he
Time
of
Bazaid
(Sultan
Bahus
Father)
and
the
Emperor
of
the
Moghul
Now
much
grown
up
into
a
man,
Shah
Jahan.
Shah
Jahan
the
Moghul
Emperor
of
Hindustan
invited
Mirza
Muhammad
of
Multan
to
his
palace
1
month
after
Bazaids
victory
against
the
Raja
of
Amarkhot.
Bazaid
went
with
the
king
of
multan
Mirza
Muhammad
and
200
soldiers
to
stay
there.
Bazaid
was
given
his
own
fortress
in
Jhang,
a
diamond
sword,
a
written
declaration
of
his
bravery
by
Shah
Jihan
during
his
stay
there.
Bazaid
also
fascinated
Shah
Jihans
daughters
the
princesses
who
loved
his
appearance.
Shah
Jahans
sons
honored
Bazaids
ability
to
memorise
the
Quran
in
entirety
and
his
mastery
in
Islamic
and
Sufi
Sciences
as
well
as
his
battle
acumen.
After
the
gathering
Bazaid
rose
back
to
claim
his
fortress
in
Jhang
in
Shorkot.
He
had
apartments,
luxurious
gardens
and
stables
for
horses.
Mant
attendents
and
servants
were
employed
to
take
care
of
him.
He
had
been
married
twice
before
but
never
had
kids.
He
felt
like
a
lonely
traveller
and
was
depressed
despite
having
a
grand
fortress
and
being
honored
for
his
valor
and
Deen.
He
wanted
desperately
a
heir
to
continue
his
legacy.
For
the
prior
hundred
years
the
people
of
Jhang
and
the
surrounding
area
were
very
poor
and
even
outside
his
own
fortress
Bazaid
cried
for
the
poor
people
he
saw
every
day
as
he
rode
by
them
outside
when
he
left
his
fortress.
He
went
to
see
the
Maulana
in
Jhang
and
told
him
he
wanted
to
establish
madrassas
and
masjids
and
places
of
worship
for
all
reglions.
His
subjects
were
80
percent
muslim
and
the
rest
were
other
relgiions.
Bazaid
asked
the
Maulana
of
the
local
mosque
in
Jhang
to
teach
in
all
the
masjids
he
would
build
in
the
future
but
his
only
rewuirememt
was
that
the
kids
should
be
given
food
,
clothes
and
shelter
free
of
charge
as
they
studied
Islamic
sciences.
His
intention
was
to
improve
the
condition
of
the
villages
in
the
area
outside
his
fortress
he
loved
the
poor
and
was
compassionate.
He
had
a
meeting
at
his
fortress
which
was
still
beautiful
but
under
construction
to
meet
with
all
the
poor
farmers
and
villagers
to
tell
them
of
his
plans
to
help
them
with
their
finances
and
food
shortages.
They
were
happy
to
be
under
his
rule.
Three
months
later,
Kahregan
fortress
was
fully
completed
and
a
spectacle.
The
main
apartment
complex
on
the
second
floor
was
furnished
with
Persian
and
Afghan
carpet
for
flooring;
velvet
and
silk
curtains
hung
on
the
windows.
It
was
an
artistic
expression.
There
were
splendid
gardens
and
magnificent
mango
and
cypress
tress.
He
gave
everything
to
the
poor
and
gave
them
upward
mobility.
He
founded
charity
institutions
for
them.
Bazaid
had
no
taste
for
power
even
though
he
was
promoted
to
supreme
commander
as
he
was
still
a
soldier
for
Mirza
Muhammad
in
Multan
but
living
in
his
fortress
in
Jhang.
He
was
40
and
wanted
to
take
a
wife
so
he
could
complete
his
life.
He
wanted
a
soulmate
who
could
share
in
his
legacy.
Among
his
own
family
was
one
regal
woman,
a
true
jewel
of
chastity,
Bibi
Rasti.
She
was
a
deeply
spiriutual
and
affectionate
person.
She
memorized
the
Quran
in
Persian
and
Arabic
and
studied
world
lieterature.
She
was
beautiful
in
countenance
and
could
be
mistaken
for
an
angel.
He
knew
she
was
going
to
make
him
a
better
person
and
desired
her
more
on
a
mental
level
then
physical.
They
got
married
after
Jumuar
Prayer
on
a
Friday
and
a
big
celebration
was
thrown
for
them.
That
night,
as
they
slept
together,
afterwards
Bibi
Rasti
performed
10
rakats
of
salat
close
to
dawn
and
was
reciting
Quran
outside
their
balcony.
Bazaid
awoke
and
was
told
by
his
gem
Bibi
that
:
You
know
that
my
father
was
a
Sufi
saint,
and
his
spirituality
runs
in
my
veins,
but
there
is
something
you
dont
know.
From
time
to
time,
I
have
the
gift
to
see
into
the
future.
As
I
lay
beside
you
last
night,
I
dreamed
that
very
soon
I
will
become
pregnant
with
a
child,
a
son.
My
premonition
tells
me
that
this
will
be
a
sacred
birth.
Do
not
ask
me
how
I
know
this.
Only
believe
me
that
it
will
come
to
pass.
She
founded
more
schools
for
orphans
and
for
poor
children
and
devoted
her
time
to
taking
care
of
them.
She
gave
money
to
widows
and
dicorcees.
And
taught
many
kids
the
Quran
in
Persian.
Bazaid
was
head
over
heels
in
love
with
her
and
had
full
trust
and
devotion
for
her.
Bbi
Rasti
became
pregnant
soon
after
receiving
vision
which
she
had
more
often
after
meditating
on
the
name
Allah
at
nighttime.
She
spent
days
in
the
gardens
with
light
work
teaching
girls
Quran
and
sciences.
She
went
into
labor
and
had
traumatic
pain
but
Allah
put
her
in
a
blissful
state
as
the
baby
son
was
born.
Bazaid
gazed
down
at
his
son
with
love.
The
infant
opened
his
eyes
as
soon
as
Bazaid
lifted
him
.
Their
eyes
met
for
an
instant.
Bazaids
heart
leaped
in
his
chest
as
he
saw
unsurpassable
beauty
in
his
eyes.
Being
a
hafiz,
it
seemed
as
if
he
recited
the
whole
Quran
the
same
instant
with
every
fiber
of
his
being.
Such
a
blessing
is
called
dhikr-e-sultani,
a
method
of
remembering
Allah
and
the
Quran
in
which
every
cell,
hair,
and
fiber
of
the
body
participates
in
the
Zikr
Allah.
Bazaids
eyes
were
fixed
on
his
sons
face
and
continued
to
regard
him
steadily,
feeling
a
strong
connection.
Bibi
Rasti
told
her
husband,
I
see
my
son
as
someone
with
God.
Therefore
I
name
him
Bahu
(with
God),
according
to
divine
ilham.
This
name
will
serve
both
as
an
indication
of
closeness
to
and
union
with
God,.
Bazaid
said
:My
first
and
beloved
son,
I
name
you
Bahu
as
well,
as
it
was
revealed
to
your
mother
in
a
vision.
Bazaid
lifted
up
his
son
and
recited
the
Shahadah
in
his
ear
and
held
the
Holy
Quran
over
his
head.
Then
he
picked
up
a
plate
full
of
gold
coins
and
poured
them
over
the
babys
head.
He
distributed
those
to
the
poor
of
the
village.
He
blessed
the
young
Bahu.
May
Allahs
Noor
shine
upon
you
and
your
sons
and
daughters.
Bahus
face
had
innocence
and
divinity.
Both
parents
doted
over
their
blessed
son
and
tirelessly
loved
him.
Bibi
Rasti
encouraged
Bazaid
to
give
up
the
warrior
way
of
life
and
He
did
until
Mirza
Muhammad
called
on
him
to
take
on
one
last
military
campaign
against
Raja
of
Amarkot
whose
army
was
a
formiadable
threat
to
the
Moghul
Empires
existence.
Shah
Jahan
told
Mirza
Muhammad
to
help
the
Moghuls
with
his
fighting
and
art
of
war
bravery
by
crushing
Raja
in
order
to
buffer
up
security
against
any
invasions
and
stop
and
rebellions
against
them.
He
accepted
this
request
of
Shah
Jahan
and
Mirza
of
Multan
and
set
out
on
a
special
wild
horse
which
was
from
supposedly
the
lineage
of
Arabian
stallions
of
Hazrat
Ali,
As,
who
was
also
Bazaids
own
ancestor.
Bazaid
named
her
Saun
Pari
.
He
had
decided
to
punish
the
Raja
of
Amarkot,
who
was
growing
presumptuous
and
arrogant
and
had
plans
to
kill
the
Moghul
emperor,
Shah
Jahan.
Though
it
seemed
like
a
suicidal
mission,
he
knew
in
his
heart
that
it
was
not
his
destiny
to
die
in
battle.
Bravery
often
made
him
succeed
in
desperate
situations.
He
realized,
though,
that
many
battles
were
won
in
mind
before
being
won
on
the
field.
Minutes
later,
Bazaid
was
galloping
on
his
horse
names
white
fairy
toward
the
fortress
palace
of
Raja
of
Amarkot.
He
had
his
steel
helmet
on,
his
gilded
breastplate
on
his
chest,
and
his
sword
.
With
each
stride
of
his
stallion,
the
shape
of
the
fortress
became
closer
and
closer.
Bazaid
his
in
some
bushes
500
yards
away
and
waited
to
attack
the
swordsmen
who
were
at
the
entrance
guarding
it.
He
saw
200
horsemen
from
the
Rajas
army
coming
back
form
som
trip
and
decided
to
fool
them
and
blend
in
and
ride
in
the
back
of
them
inside
the
fortress.
He
rode
behind
them
as
they
did
not
notice
he
did
not
belong
to
their
army
preoccupied
and
once
inside
went
the
opposite
way
of
the
Rajas
army
and
he
started
killing
all
the
swordsmen
in
sight.
He
killed
hundresds
of
them
with
sword
fighting
and
with
shooting
his
arrows
from
afar
at
enemies
that
lay
in
the
distance
in
the
courtyard
leading
to
the
Rajas
chambers.
He
saw
the
Raja
was
resting
on
a
cushion.
groups
of
naked
girls
were
entertaining
the
raja,
who
sipped
aged
wine.
Bazaid
had
caught
the
raja
by
surprise.
Dazed
with
fear,
the
raja
instinctively
reached
for
the
jeweled
dagger
tucked
in
his
belt.
Before
he
knew
it,
Bazaid
decapitated
the
raja,
sending
his
head
spinning
off
of
his
body.
Bazaid
took
the
severed
head
of
the
raja
and
mounted
his
stallion
and
rode
back
to
multan
being
wounded
suddenly
by
some
of
the
rajas
men
while
riding
off.
Despite
being
wounded
he
told
his
advisor
once
back
in
Multan
to
take
the
head
of
the
raja
and
bring
it
to
Mirza
and
Shah
Jahan.
A
Doctor
healed
his
wounds
as
he
was
hit
in
the
neck
with
an
arrow
and
slashed
in
the
shoulder
by
a
sword
while
leaving
the
palace
of
the
raja
during
the
heat
of
the
battle.
He
informed
Mirza
Muhammad
of
his
decision
to
retire
from
the
military
and
settled
with
Bibi
his
wife
and
his
son
Bahu
at
their
home
fortress
which
was
renamed
Qila
Haveli
from
the
former
name
Kahregan.
Once
again
they
started
living
a
peaceful
life.
Bazaid
had
retired
from
the
army
and
dedicated
himself
to
service
of
God,
which
he
believed
was
serving
fellow
human
beings
in
distress.
They
had
fallen
in
love
with
their
new
life,
the
cornfields,
t
and
their
new
home
in
Kahregan
fortress,
which
they
now
called
Qila
Haveli.
Over
the
recent
weeks,
as
spring
had
blossomed,
they
had
celebrated
Bahus
fourth
birthday.
His
parents
decided
that
Bahu
should
start
formal
education
now
that
he
was
four
years
old.
He
had
already
shown
signs
of
exceptional
ability.
I
will
take
him
to
madrassa
myself
on
Saturday
so
he
can
begin
his
education,
Bazaid
said
.
The
first
day
of
school
is
an
important
event
in
a
childs
life.
I
want
him
to
learn
about
religion,
the
Quran,
literature,
math,
astronomy,
and
history
to
inspire
him
to
search
for
the
truth.
I
am
also
curious
to
know
how
Bahu
will
conduct
himself
in
the
madrassa.
I
am
sure
he
will
do
very
well,
Bibi
Rasti
said
On
the
first
day
of
school
walking
hand
in
hand
with
his
father
Bahu
saw
a
Divine
Vision
an
Ilham,
It
seemed
he
were
floating
in
the
air.
He
saw
angels
accompanying
him
every
step
of
the
way.
They
were
talking
to
each
other.
Bahu
listened
to
them.
One
of
the
angels
said,
When
God
wishes
to
bestow
great
honor
on
his
close
friends,
he
gives
them
the
title
of
Sultan
ul
Fuqra
,
and
Bahu
is
one
of
them.
Bahu
could
not
understand
what
the
angel
meant
by
Sultan
ul
Fuqra,
but
the
word
sultan
resonated
in
his
mind.
But
where
is
he
going?
asked
another
angel.
He
is
going
to
madrassa
to
learn
to
read
and
write.
This
puzzled
the
third
angel.
But
why
does
he
need
to
learn
the
knowledge
of
the
world
of
multiplicity?
Has
not
Allah
promised
to
teach
His
friends
from
directly?
This
is
absolutely
true,
said
the
first
angel.
We
will
see
what
happens
in
madrassa,
the
first
angel
replied,
smiling
.
Bazaid
walked
into
the
front
door
of
the
mosque
and
let
Bahu
enter
the
classroom.
A
strong
built
man
with
flowing
hair
came
into
the
classroom
and
addressed
the
students
in
an
authoritative
way.
I
am
Mawlana
Abdul
Rauf.
Today
I
will
teach
the
alphabet
that
is
the
building
block
of
knowledges.
Pay
attention
and
have
concentration.
Look
at
each
letter
and
contemplate.
Then
come
up
with
something
starting
with
that
alphabet
letter.
With
chalk,
he
wrote
the
letter
Alif
(A)
on
the
board
and
asked,
What
is
this
called?
All
the
students
shouted
,
Alif
(A).
He
then
asked
Bahu,
What
does
Alif
stand
for?
Bahu
got
up
on
his
feet
and
looked
intently,
with
a
trance
.
A
divine
inspiration
came
to
him
.
He
found
infinite
noor
blazing
within
himself.
Bahu
then
gazed
up
to
heaven
and
said,
Alif
is
He,
the
One,
the
Unique,
the
First,
the
Beginning,
the
Creator,
the
All,
the
Sustainer,
and
the
loving
One.
Alif
is
the
word,
the
Kalima,
the
Divine
speech,
the
secret...
Words
were
pouring
out
out
of
Bahus
mouth
like
a
geyser
as
if
somebody
else
were
speaking
through
him.
He
started
speaking
in
a
dream
state,
Alif
is
He,
the
Lover,
the
Beloved
and
the
Love.
Bahu
was
sweating
;
his
face
became
pale
and
he
fainted
and
fell
to
the
ground.
Please,
God,
no,
Mawlana
Abdul
Rauf
said
to
himself.
Since
Bahu
was
the
son
of
the
most
influential
jagirdar
(landlord)
of
Punjab,
he
felt
responsible
if
something
happened
to
him.
Bahu
was
thrashing
violently
on
the
ground.
The
mawlana
shouted,
Stand
back,
give
Bahu
some
air.
Then
he
told
a
student
by
name
of
Naurang,
Hold
his
body
and
legs
and
try
to
calm
him
down.
And
bring
a
cup
of
water
and
sprinkle
on
his
face
gently.
Bahus
lips
were
still
moving
as
if
he
were
conversing
with
somebody.
After
a
while
Bahu
came
back
to
himself.
The
mawlana
helped
him
to
sit
and
propped
him
against
the
wall
.
His
face
was
a
little
paler
than
usual,
and
his
long
hair
disheveled,
but
otherwise
he
was
the
same.
His
bright
eyes
had
not
lost
any
of
their
mystical
charm.
There
is
nothing
to
worry
about,
said
the
mawlana
to
the
students.
He
took
Bahu
home
to
Qila
Haveli.
He
told
Bazaid
and
Bibi
what
happened
in
the
madrassa.
Bibi
Rasti
embraced
Bahu
in
an
emotional
hug
and
asked
gently,
What
happened
today?
Bahu
replied
innocently,
I
was
concentrating
on
the
letter
Alif
(A)
as
my
teacher
suggested,
and
a
wave
of
love
came
over
me.
My
body
started
shaking
in
ecstasy,
and
I
felt
as
if
I
were
immersed
in
a
bright
light.
I
heard
a
voice
say,
You
are
our
beloved
friend,
and
I
have
chosen
you
for
Myself.
His
words
made
sense
to
her.
It
seemed
to
her
that
God
had
singled
out
Bahu
to
declare
His
glory.
It
was
the
beginning
of
a
amazing
spiritual
journey
he
had
to
embark
upon.
Bibi
Rasti
was
now
sure
that
Bahus
name
would
pass
down
through
time.
She
held
Bahu
in
her
embrace
and
said,
Have
no
fear
of
these
episodes.
God
has
shone
his
light
upon
you,
and
He
will
take
care
of
you.
With
his
mothers
strong
assurances,
he
went
to
madrassa
the
next
day,
but
the
same
thing
happened
again.
All
the
other
students
were
now
frightened.
They
thought
that
he
was
possessed
by
jinn.
They
avoided
him.
Only
his
friends
Naurang
and
Nur
Muhammad
felt
a
connection
to
him
and
stay
by
his
side.
Bahu
also
miraculously
started
praying
salat
at
the
tender
age
of
3.
He
felt
a
awe
for
his
father
whenever
he
stood
beside
him
to
perform
namaz.